Slow down to notice Me
I am not the blur you perceive Me to be I am not a swirl of activity, I am Love You can stop and take ahold of Me I want to be your anchor I want to be your friend I ask:
"Jesus, how do you not break in our lack of response to you?" He responds: "I did, Faith. I do. I let myself be broken open on the cross for you. And then I said, 'Father, forgive them.' And then I said, 'It is finished.' And it is." Humility.
It's what Mary knew when she poured out Every drop of her precious perfume. It's what the blind man saw returning from Siloam, When he met the One who restored him. It's what the desperate mother clung to When she stated, "even dogs get crumbs from the table," And of course it is every single part of You: Creator of the universe, coming down To be born in the dirt, Taking off Your outer garments To kneel down to wash Your students' feet, Taking on the weight of all depravity, And still giving an open invitation To "come and see." God alive in me, God unafraid of intimacy, God alive in me, Humble me. Without Your love, I am empty. Without Your love, I gain nothing. Present with You, I am free To walk in Your loving humility. I knew you face to face,
Yet when you said to speak to the rock, I struck it and endured the consequences. Still by your grace we meet again On a mountaintop where your transfigured face Was seen by other men who, like me, Knew you intimately and still displayed unbelief. We are the fickle ones in this relationship. We are the ones you will not stop pursuing. Whether we think ourselves righteous or lowly, You judge our hearts solely on the truth That when we just submit to looking at you, We can find ourselves transfigured, too. You say every time:
Return to Me You say every time: Come close You say every time: I'm the source, I'm the vine I am every thing you need Oh, my son, draw near to me My daughter, love, you are clean Oh, my child, let Me shelter you In the shadow of My wings |
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